Luyện nghe bài hát Farewell

Oh it's thee well my darlin' true,
I'm in the first hour of the morn.
I'm bound off for the bay of
Or the coast of Californ.
So it's thee well my own true love,
meet another day, another time.
It the leavin'
a-grievin' me
But my true love who's bound to behind.

Oh the is against me and the wind blows hard
And the she's a-turnin' into hail.
I still might strike it on a highway goin' west,
Though I'm travelin' on a path trail.
So it's thee well my own true love,
We'll another day, another time.
It ain't the
a-grievin' me
But my true love who's to stay behind.

I write you a letter from time to time,
As I'm ramblin' you can travel me too.
With my head, my and my hands, my love,
I will send I learn back home to you.
So it's thee well my own true love,
We'll meet day, another time.
It ain't the
a-grievin' me
But my true love who's bound to behind.

I tell you of the laughter and of troubles,
Be somebody else's or my own.
With my hands in my pockets and my collar high,
I will unnoticed and unknown.
So it's fare well my own true love,
meet another day, another time.
It ain't the
That's me
But my true who's bound to stay behind.